From White Box To Supervision

Zhang Beichuan was naturally unaware of the conversation between the supervisor and the production director, but since that day, Zhang Beichuan has received many tasks assigned to him by the supervisor.

Musashino, half past ten in the evening.

Suck it! Zhang Beichuan was sitting on his seat eating instant noodles, and at the same time he did not forget to continue working on the computer.

This is also a hard-won dinner. After a busy afternoon, it was long past the time to buy lunch boxes. As a last resort, Zhang Beichuan had no choice but to buy instant noodles to satisfy his hunger.

One portion of cup noodles in District 11 is still relatively small, and Zhang Beichuan bought two.

In fact, the taste of instant noodles is quite fragrant. Under the leadership of Zhang Beichuan, the entire production department also bought instant noodles.

"Kikawa-kun, have you completed the storyboard that the supervisor is responsible for? Tomorrow will officially start the meeting and discussion of the second chapter. The new storyboard must be drawn well." Honda asked at this time.

"Well... let's see, it's still a long way off, Director, so let's take it back to work at night, and I'll give it to you tomorrow." Zhang Beichuan swallowed the instant noodles in his mouth and said.

"Hey, Beichuan, don't you and Miyamori Aoi take a break from work tomorrow? How do you send it?" Taro Korita asked.

Zhang Beichuan was stunned when he heard the words, but he forgot about this problem, and he was almost confused at work.

But tonight, I'm definitely busy. If I want to finish it, I can barely finish it, but I'm sure I won't be able to catch the last train home. How can it be?

"Can't I use the old storyboards drawn by the show? It's all the same content" Ochiai Tatsuya asked.

"However, the storyboard drawn by Kitagawa-kun is very clear, and it will be easier to complete the design draft with the storyboard tomorrow." Honda was a little embarrassed.

"Let's just use the old storyboard." Honda Feng made up his mind.

Zhang Beichuan put down his fork and said, "It's fine, Director, I'll be taking the tram tomorrow."

"But...but you finally took a break from work." Honda Feng couldn't bear it.

"It doesn't matter, I just came to the company." Zhang Beichuan smiled.

"Then... then I'll trouble you."

Gong Senkui, who had been sitting next to him without speaking, asked Xiang Zhang Beichuan, "Mr Beichuan, are you still here?"

Zhang Beichuan knew that she was asking about seeing the 'Seven Lucky Gods', and smiled: "Go, it may be a little later, sorry."

"It's okay, you're doing it for work too."

At 11:30, Zhang Beichuan got on the tram and answered his home. Walking on the tatami, Zhang Beichuan didn't have time to take a shower. Exhausted, he sat on the table and continued to work.

Very sleepy, Zhang Beichuan had to go down to a vending machine and buy a can of coffee. He drank it with a gu dong gu dong. He felt a little better. While he still had some energy, he hurried to work.

It was only after two o'clock in the morning that the painting was finally finished.

"How can it be repaired, it's finally finished." Zhang Beichuan was excited, he put it away carefully, and before he could take a shower, he lay on the bed and fell asleep.

Special skill: Sleep in seconds!

The next morning, at eight o'clock, Zhang Beichuan's alarm clock urged him to get up. After washing, he got on the train and came to Musashino.

"Beichuan-kun, thank you so much." Honda Feng received the storyboard and thanked him. He also saw that Zhang Beichuan had dark circles on his face.

"Bei Chuan-kun, I have received the storyboard. You should go home and rest. The meeting will start soon. I will go first."

"Yeah." Seeing Honda Feng's hurried look, Zhang Beichuan smiled and looked at the watch in his hand. It was almost nine o'clock.

"It's impossible to go back to sleep now, so let's just go buy something."

Because it was the first time I went to Miyamori Kwai's house, I couldn't go empty-handed. It was better to bring something. When it came to Miyamori Kwai's hobby, the first thing that popped into Zhang Beichuan's mind was donuts.

Aoi Miyamori loves donuts as much as Doraemon's Dorayaki.

"I remember her favorite food seems to be Kichijoji's Pekka doughnut." Zhang Beichuan always heard her say it several times.

When Zhang Beichuan came to Kichijoji Pekka Donuts, he was stunned. He wondered if something had happened. There were not too many people here. Compared with the sought-after otaku who line up.

"What's the situation today?" Zhang Beichuan walked in for a while and saw that there is a discount today, but...

What kind of discount attracts such a big deal! Zhang Beichuan complained.

Having said that, Zhang Beichuan reluctantly lined up in the queue.

Here, Zhang Beichuan basically waited for more than half an hour. It was about to be his turn. Zhang Beichuan was so excited that it was finally his turn.

But at this time, the salesperson in front said with a small loudspeaker: "I can't wait to go back today, I'm very sorry, because of the limited materials, there are only three copies left, and the fourth one will go back first. Well, we are very sorry for everyone's delay, and please come again next time."

Hearing this, Zhang Beichuan was immediately dumbfounded, because he was ranked fourth in the team, and he just missed out, and his heart almost vomited blood.

"This..." Zhang Beichuan didn't know what to say, his luck was really bad

Later, Zhang Beichuan also heard the complaints of many people, but there was nothing he could do. He couldn't just make trouble because of this, so he had to leave one by one.

"Hey, there's no way, go buy something else." Zhang Beichuan shook his head.

It's just that Zhang Beichuan really doesn't know what to bring, fruits? snack? Or buy some other snacks?

But at this time, Zhang Beichuan glanced at him by accident and saw an unexpected joy.

A boy who looks like a student is a student because he is still wearing a school uniform~www.wuxiamtl.com~ is making a phone call with a mobile phone, but what caught Zhang Beichuan's attention was the bag he was carrying.

Pekka's bag of donuts!

The man was not far from Zhang Beichuan, so he could hear his voice.

"I bought this after waiting in line for a long time. Didn't you say that you still want to eat donuts a few days ago? Why don't you want to eat it? I eat it myself? But I hate sweets, you don't know."

Zhang Beichuan guessed that 80% of the time he bought it for his girlfriend, and then her girlfriend didn't want it anymore.

Zhang Beichuan waited patiently for a moment, and when he hung up the phone, he joined up.

Kazuki Mimura was very angry today. A few days ago, her girl was arguing that she wanted to eat donuts. .

"What, what a waste of effort." Kazuki Mimura muttered, but at this moment, a young man suddenly walked towards him.

"Please wait a moment."

"You are..." Kazuki Mimura wondered.

The man was naturally Zhang Beichuan, he smiled and said, "Hello, that's it, I happened to hear your conversation just now, you probably don't like sweets, so can I buy the sweets in your hand? What about the donuts? To tell you the truth, I just waited in line for a long time, but it was a pity that it was sold out by my time. Of course, I will make a little more, if you don’t want to sell it, forget it.”

"Ah, there's nothing wrong with that. I just bought it for my girlfriend, but she doesn't want to eat it. I don't like sweets myself." Kazuki Mimura shrugged and said, "As for the extra cost, No need, you can just give me the original price."

"Thank you so much." Zhang Beichuan thanked him.

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